It was the end of April,

Orlando was as humid as a sauna,

The clear sky surrounded us,

The trees were swaying peacefully.

 

The feeling of excitement and nerves was in the air.

Walking through crowded fields,

Teams practicing on the grass out of the arenas. 

 

There was loud music and people everywhere, 

People screaming and people applauding,

They call a team and everything goes silent. 

 

The music starts.